During my jr. high and high school years, I often spent my saturday mornings running around my neighborhood. And then, I’d come home, get my bike and ride around my neighborhood. And then, I’d come home, get my roller blades and skate around my neighborhood.
For fun. Yes, I was weird.
Athletics just came naturally to me.
Some people are writers. They’d write if there was no one to read it. They’d write if they didn’t have a blog. Writing just comes naturally for them.
Last week, in the Philippines, I would have happily traded all my running endurance for some writing endurance. I normally write about 2 posts per week. To write 5 days in a row after very long, hot, tiring days tested my mental capacity.
I’m pretty sure I used all the words I’d ever known by Wednesday.
Finishing my last post on Friday, felt like crossing a finish line. Or perhaps, slowly being pushed across the finish line by the race ambulance.
It was hard, but it was worth it. It stretched me in many ways. I cried more than a few times.
IT’S TIME TO STOP WITH THE NEGATIVE SELF PROFILING.
I’ve often said, “I’m not a writer…blah, blah, blah, blah… It doesn’t come naturally to me…blah …blah …blah… ”
But running my first race didn’t exactly come easily either. I trained. I pushed. I decided to run. To keep running.
After last week, I’ve decided to be a writer. I’ve decided to learn to write well and to push myself to do it often. Because I’ve seen how words can change the world.
I may even learn how to use a semicolon properly. Maybe.
What about you?
Are there limiting lies you’ve been telling yourself?
Your too something to do something?
You know what? IT’S NOT TRUE!!
What do you need to decide you are? A runner? A patient mother? A cook? A hostess? A good wife? A healthy eater? A great student?
Decide what you want to be and start being. Let’s stop saying I’m not, or I can’t.
It’s time to say I am…
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